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Xuanyuan Ci
Tonight the river is full and the moon is full, it's time to drink wine to worship the sky
Chilian fought in Shenzhou, the battle was scorching the sky, and all the buildings and trees in the peach capital were cut off
On the tenth day of the Ming Dynasty, he showed up again and asked who could shoot the broken arrow in Hou Yi's bow.
The god of wasteland is chasing the deer for battle, covering the sky with one hand, and smiling proudly on the faces of the heroes
Maybe there is a thin line between life and death, blood flows smoothly with the sword
China's vicissitudes of life are filled with thousands of years of rain, flying mist and smoke
Open the old calendar and ask who can support the transformation of chaos
Xuanyuan pricks blood to inscribe the book, the dragon beats the drum on its back, and the world is in chaos
A night of flying rainbows in the cold mountains, buried in the heart to commemorate the years
Can the precipitated history and the destined ending be changed?
Have you ever remembered that the oath between you and me is engraved on this scroll of mountains and rivers?
"I give up!"
"I'll protect you!"
"I fight for it!"
Where will they go?
Who is behind everything?
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Happy New Year, pigs!
New year, new beginning, new pit~~~~~
The little gods and little demons have worked hard to create a legendary history. Everyone is welcome to give your advice:
Flowers, eggs, persimmons, bricks~~~~~~~all come here to say hello~~~~hehe~~~~~~~!